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The terrifying pillar of clouds looked very strange from the far sky. It's not like a gray and pitted twist pillar like a documentary, but more like a towering giant tree. The thick roots stretch across the ground, taking tens of thousands of human lives for their own nourishment; The high canopy of clouds is like a cloak of death, allowing dark shadows to cover the earth.

At the top of the clouds, the terrible black smoke turned a disgustingly uneven black-gray with a terrifying appearance.

Almost all planes, even vehicles, as well as people and animals, are desperately trying for their lives to scatter outside the heart. Everyone is like Lot, who received the teachings of the angels in the city of Sodom, knowing in his heart that if he looked back at his former home, he would immediately become a pillar of salt. Luckily, it's a country on wheels, and after the war, it's the largest market for private jets, at least people don't have to run for their lives with their legs, like Lot.

In the midst of this wave of outward death, a sharp sword is advancing against the current at supersonic speed.

In the manic clouds, a dark shadow loomed.

It was an F-14 Tomcat heavy fighter. It completely retracts its swept wings, like a winged eagle turning into a featherless dart, sprinting at full speed with 100 percent maximum thrust. The wingtip brushes dragged the arc and shimmered in the black clouds with an eerie blue glow, never before had a fighter plane been so murderous.

This murderous aura does not come from six AIM-54 long-range high-power air-to-air missiles, nor is it an M61 Vulcan cannon with a rate of fire of up to 7,200 rounds per minute, but a certain dark aura and hatred wrapped in the F-14 fighter, and the pilot's body flows with an extremely strong, choking, and bitter hatred like concentrated sulfuric acid, which gradually spreads and wraps the fighter, making this F-14 look particularly terrifying.

The F-14 Tomcat NASA991 high-mobility test fighter now appears quiet and dangerous.

Behind the turquoise windshield that acts as a head-up display is a pair of long, narrow female eyes, and it is in these eyes that the terrifying sensation is revealed. It didn't look like the eyes of a particular person, but the eyes of countless people overlapped, looking blurry, changeable, and unpredictable.

She is Kara-Lutegrin, an evil spirit who has not had time to fall into the underworld.

It doesn't seem to be Carla alone who is witnessing the high-speed air currents ahead, but also Flolina, Maggie and Lee, as well as all the members of the Vespa Combat Team. However, it was not these souls who could not ascend to heaven who entered Kara's body. Rather, Kara took the initiative to feel them. It's like Carla is superimposing all the pain and hatred of all these people, including herself, and fermenting them in her body.

It was a terrible memory. The Vespa Combat Team's final days were on the ghost carrier USS Washington. There, the final stage of testing is taking place on the former American replica of the Whooping Ghost. Screams, insanity, madness, fear, gibberish, and death, even the hard-to-die walking dead, are all stored there.

The initiator of this qiē was none other than Arnold Prince, the founder of the Vespa Combat Team.

He took advantage of the situation at the time. The First Sino-Japanese War consumed a large number of soldiers, and many women went to the front line to take on the same combat tasks as men. However, after the war, the economy fell into a depression, and a large number of female combatants, especially female pilots, were not given any subsidies from the government and the military, had no honor, and their archives were sealed or destroyed for no reason. Arnold took advantage of this period to quickly assemble a force of his own. At that time, he was known for fighting mercilessly and acting unscrupulously, but at least he was not crazy. He was once an evil god that terrified even the fiercest of men. He was also a supporter of retired female soldiers living on the streets.

Most women in distress will always have some illusions about the man who will come to help, and they will not be able to see the essence of the devil. They inadvertently make an anti-god pact with the devil that can only be seen in the mirror. They are witches destined to suffer in hell.

Carla is one of them.

She had witnessed the tragic deaths of so many of her sisters, and she had endured unimaginable pain, and the slightest memory of her body felt as if she had been soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid and corroded, sunk in magma and burned. Gradually, her heart became a container for hatred, deadly and hurtful to herself.

There wasn't just death in Kara's eyes. If one day. She could see hope. Or rather, if she can see the road ahead, see the goal of the store, and see the future self, then Kara may be able to let go of a qiē and live for herself. It's a pity that for Carla now, she thinks nothing is more important than revenge. Not even his own life can be compared. Because she doesn't know what else she can do in the future, and now she only lives for revenge.

She had seen the future, but she didn't see that the future still existed for herself.

Before her eyes, there was only the devil.

Carla was pushed to this position by fate.

Number 00, she broke away from Arnold's control very early and wanted to live a stable life. In order to forget about this land and forget the terrible experiences of the past, Carla took on the drop-off service everywhere that no one wanted to accept. Helping employers fly planes from one side of the globe to the other. This kind of drudgery requires black and white to be reversed, and dozens of hours of continuous sleep are not slept; I don't know where I am. The past days are uncertain, and she only wants to forget her past pain in the busy and hard life.

Long-distance drop-offs often require continuous in-flight refueling across continents, and Carla has met a variety of employers. One day, she completed a drop-off mission and planned to sleep in the departure lounge of Changi Airport, the new eastern capital. Unexpectedly, she met the person who changed the trajectory of her fate, Xindi, who was short of manpower at the time.

At that time, Kara didn't know that the sexy woman in front of her in a tight cheongsam was the future Nanyang arms queen Xindi. At that time, Xindi had just witnessed the tragic death of her ex-husband, so she left the castle tower and moved to the new eastern capital. In order to cover up her past of blackmailing the Maleria air defense team and hide her identity, all her employees plan to hire all foreign mercenaries. So, two women who have been hurt by men and are completely disappointed in love and sexual life talk together.

It can be said that it is there where Carla returns to the origin of the nightmare. She was forced to return to the trajectory of her destiny and fall back into hell.

She was in Building 188 at the Tonopah base, chatting with Hindy every night, surrounded by a group of chattering female employees, and for some reason, it felt like she was back in the old days. How good the first days of the Vespa Fighting Team were, and the sisters seemed carefree, like angels living in heaven, every day in the bright temple.

Carla is fully immersed in the life of the daughter of the building 188.

A new cycle begins, and no one can escape. The painful fate of purgatory is like a cog that keeps turning, repeatedly crushing and gnawing at one's body, and there is no escape.

She meets a struckman, a man who allows her to see the future, and she is destined to go through all the pain again. At one point, Kara used fatigue and hardship to overwhelm her body and keep her from remembering the hardships of the past. But all efforts failed.

A struck is like some kind of catalyst, or an accelerator or something like a catastrophe trigger. If he doesn't come, the volcano will still be suffocating, the earthquake will still be suppressed, and the plague will honestly be in the incubation period. But he's the one who has to toss all the unsatisfactory out and clean it up happily. No matter where you go, you must dig up the hidden calamities and completely eliminate them. He was like a glitch that he couldn't see the slightest.

As for Meng Struck, he felt like he was just doing his best to destroy the Hundred Day Oni. But the Whooping Ghost affects everyone in the world. As long as he chases the Hundred Day Oni, someone will be implicated. In retrospect, it makes sense that Urig called Mengsheng the forerunner of the disaster.

That's how Kara was swept back into her hellish reincarnation, even though she thought she had succeeded in paralyzing herself.

First in Las Vecas, Monte Strike attracted her old friend, Florina-04-Watson. Kara was in the air and witnessed Florina raise her gun and drink bullets in front of him. What follows is the tragic encounter in Death Valley, and it is again that she is beaten to take Carla and let her watch the tragedy of Maggie and Lee.

She couldn't take it anymore.

Kara even fantasizes that she can take Lee with her and leave this world of strife forever. But she couldn't do it, no matter where she hid, there was always bad luck coming to her door, and in the end, she couldn't even protect Li's body that had long lost the consciousness of a normal person.

If this fate does belong to you, then you are back.

If all the pain is destined to be endured, then come more violently and make yourself more happy.

Since the devil cannot be defeated and cannot escape, he simply dies together.

The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and visibility becomes extremely low. Kara's F-14 contains endless hatred and murderous intent. The shadow in front of him was blanching, and a vague black shadow gradually appeared. The radar was unresponsive, the infrared search device was silent, and it was an undetectable, ghostly target.

The silhouette of the black shadow gradually became obvious, and it was the J-20ASV stealth fighter that was attacked.

After Kara finished refueling in the air, he finally caught up with his long plane again. She looked at the black majestic body in front of her, and silently thought in her heart: Lead me, let this qiē end. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )